Why this a g o n y
why
Immutable companion
Impending
forever ghost
Why this agony on
Waking up in the desert
Of phantoms
In all kinds
Of disguise
Vain charade…..
Why agony why
And the so many other puzzles
About to be written,
why
why
The write
Left behind
19 comments:
this is heart-wrenching write dulce - the pain, the desert can be felt in your words - and the picture again goes just perfectly with your words
ugh...why is question that seldom gets answered to our satisfaction...hard emotion in this one dulce...
"..waking up in the desert of phantoms...' I've done that a few times. You managed to pack a lot of images of loss and pain into a simple structure, with that question to which we never get an answer.
Y oh Y oh Y oh Why? Oh WHY? I used to hate that word: "Steve Junior, WHY did you DO this (or that)???" My stock answer was "Why?" "Who GIVES a Flying Why?" (It was before I learned the word F**K)--grin!
Dulce you DO pack a lot of thought into a rather flimsy skeleton, words dangling here and there...and what you REALLY feel is expressed brilliantly. Thank you. GOOD One Shot, Sweetie!
Sigh...why is hard...
Why, indeed. Sometimes, there is just no answer to that question. You've captured the pain and frustration of that. I could feel it. Good job.
Thanks for visiting and your comments. I appreciate it, as always.
sometimes it's just because.
A lot of pain and loss here.
“Why” can lead to so many answers, some rather left unheard.
Liked the words today.
like a blast of cold water... captured beautifully!
This is heart breaking and sad...But it needed to be released from your soul...So now you need to figure out why...
Some questions are best not asked. Your poem is poignant and bittersweet, you really know how to speak from the heart. There is a gentleness in the asking as well as deep felt pain. Very beautiful poetically.
joanny
Y..yeahhhhhhh/..why! it is that one word that often opens the gates of hell, bittersweet it is as joanny said,every word in there plays on a string of beautiful pain..EXCELLENT Dulce :)
For a small word, you sure stretched it out to a long post... :)
hmmmm - 'tis the unreachable unspeakable answer here - perhaps???
but maybe in even agony wrung out like a dish rag, a few drops of beauty might fall
~rick
I see now what you have been spelling out for the last 5 days. Each piece coming together as a whole in this one.
Very clever, and intriguing.
"Waking up in the desert
Of phantoms
In all kinds
Of disguise"
Excellent.
So you noticed, Andrew...:-)I
Thanks evryon for these meaningful comments. so glad so stopped by.
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Dulce
I can hear my mother's, "Because I said so!"
But so many "why's" of my life are still unanswered and I'm afraid as I head pell mell toward my 67th birthday in October, I'm never going to get answers. Your laments seem agonized, my friend. I would put my arms around you because I can do no more. I have no answers.
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